Getting a new laptop, as any change will do, got me reorganizing space and finding buried treasure. I came across these items from roughly 30 years ago. I had a column in a weekly newspaper, and I was moved to create something–a movement?–in hopes of improving the world. Except for the reference to communists, very little has changed (except that I’ve returned to my birth name).
I made a couple of hundred of these babies, and as you can see I have plenty left. I may start giving them away again, although rubber wristbands and folded ribbons seem to have usurped pin-on buttons. Maybe I can bring them back.
Is there any hope for making the world better through art, music, travel, poetry, wearing pins?